The Infected (Book 6): Last Shot by Justin Gowland Page A

with her cryptic words.
    “Tessa is upset and it’s not good for her.”
    At last her cryptic words began to make sense. “Look all I did was have a few drinks with Chris and her dad last night.”
    She put her hands on her hips “That’s just thing you didn’t just have drinks with them. You started to make plans for assaulting the oil rig.”
    I paused and soaked in that information because to tell you the truth with the hangover I couldn’t remember what exactly we had ended up agreeing on. “So what have I supposedly done then?”
    Amy looked at me in my good eye and said “You convinced Mike into helping you with the boat and Chris has been down in the armoury all morning sorting out explosives for you. Tessa is beside herself because she thinks that Chris is going to follow you to the lifeboat. She thinks that if they do go with you, then it will be the last time she sees one or both of them.”
    I shook my head “Look it’s clear that you think I am the fucking devil or something, but I can’t and won’t stop either of them doing what they want. Unlike you I am not a fucking control freak.”
    Amy’s face went bright red and her hands started to flex at her sides. To be honest I knew she was losing it but I really didn’t give a shit about it. If Chris and Mike felt the need to help rid the world of that shit stain Benton’s Pharmaceuticals then who was I to stop them. I just wanted to put right all the mistakes that I had made by letting that fucking cat out of that lab.
    Amy finally opened her mouth “Just who the…..” I didn’t let her finish, I slammed the door in her face and locked it from the inside.
    I could hear her screaming at the door and even heard a few bangs on it. I spent the next half hour cleaning up the puke and trying to get rid of the smell using anything smelly I could find in my room. When I had finished I noticed that the screaming had stopped and so had any banging on my door. Throwing the cleaning materials in the large bin I headed for the door.
    I actually paused before opening the door. I was scared that Amy might still be out there in the hallway and this time she would have a gun pointed at the door just waiting for me to open it.

Chapter Twelve
     
     
    Opening the door, I found the hallway clear and that no one was nearby. I smiled to myself don’t get me wrong I didn’t like upsetting Amy, but lately her mood swings had gotten out of hand and each time they were pointed toward me. Stepping into the hallway I closed and locked my door. The last thing I needed was to return and find her inside my room. I managed to get to the lifts without any interference from anyone and took the first one to level two. I walked into the armoury and Chris was sat at the table fastening blocks of C4 to digital timing units.
    “Hey, Chris!” I said sitting down at the table.
    He looked up with red eyes “Hey Marc!” he said before going back to the explosives.
    “You look like shit mate!”
    He sat back and ran his good hand through his hair “Fucking feel it mate. Tessa and Amy were trying to make my life hell this morning. I escaped up here and luckily they haven’t come to find me.”
    “I doubt they would mate. Amy was all but saying I am the devil incarnate. They think I have brainwashed you and Mike into coming with me when I leave to take down the oil rig.”
    He turned to look at me “When did she say this?”
    I shrugged “She came and stood outside my room screaming at me this morning.”
    “Really?”
    “Yeah, to be honest, mate I don’t know what has got Amy’s undies in a bunch but whatever it is, she likes to take it out on me.”
    Now it was his turn to shrug which caused him to grimace.
    “I gather you’re doing the explosives?”
     
    He nodded “Nothing special really, just some C4 and timers attached to some magnets that Philip found in a storage room somewhere. Easy to set you just set the amount of time using the up/down buttons and then hit the